Tag Archives: Health

Disagreement

Posted on July 29, 2020 by sputterpub

I seldom take prescription medicine, but after recent implant surgery (tooth number 4, for core titanium), the dentist wrote up pain relief and more. A 10-day course has been my regimen of purple/pink Amoxicillin caps. And I was well at … Continue reading →

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Tuesday

Posted on July 28, 2020 by sputterpub

No customary habits can emerge when custom changes every other day. I heard we need no mask. Infection’s surge then made the experts change the words they say. First respiratory droplets brought the scourge – they’re now suspecting aerosol array. … Continue reading →

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Not Nearly November

Posted on July 27, 2020 by sputterpub

Some thought Coronavirus was a flu like those we knew, and bound to hibernate when our humidity and warming grew, but summer’s here and illness won’t abate. The optimists assert it’s like a cold, and though our URI’s are not … Continue reading →

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Science Gets in the Way

Posted on July 26, 2020 by sputterpub

The journalists wanna rake over the evidence Feds won’t make over. But research is clear tests would just interfere. We can’t let the science take over.

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Humidity

Posted on July 25, 2020 by sputterpub

They say it doesn’t flourish in humidity. We’re blessed with damp air.

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Say Which?

Posted on July 24, 2020 by sputterpub

The bug is new, and creatures who should lead are aiming, if they have an aim, to block emerging facts from notice. They impede statistics, bury data. It would shock us but our tolerance to stupid, bad and venal is … Continue reading →

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Bad Spit

Posted on July 22, 2020 by sputterpub

The root canal and implant surgery, my dental treatments during quarantine, one necessary, one appropriate, are why I ventured from the sanity of home alone and comfortable hygiene (the pain and symptoms weren’t counterfeit). A hair salon I’d fain be … Continue reading →

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Mask Etiquette

Posted on July 17, 2020 by sputterpub

I know the weakest link defines the chain, in terms of strength (and what’s of more import than hold if chains are judged?) The links will strain when pull’s applied, until the poor falls short. Just so, as we now … Continue reading →

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It’s Not Too Late (Rondine)

Posted on July 13, 2020 by sputterpub

It’s not too late to tackle this disease, that triggers inflammation causing more compounding symptoms, circumventing sure analysis, prodigious in degrees of insult – manifest debilities – while experts scavenge blindly for a cure. It’s not too late. As soon … Continue reading →

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Stunned (HA 111 Dactyls)

Posted on July 6, 2020 by sputterpub

Isn’t it stunning, how stupid he is? Ignorance married to bad attitude, fully incapable – losing at biz, only exampling how to be crude. Isn’t it stunning, how dreadful they are? Failing to dump him, not even for us, acting … Continue reading →

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